Part 35
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Picking up where we left off last time
Rue's reacts to Gaara's sign of affection.
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Part 35
Rue was still reeling from Gaara's display of affection by dinner time. It was just a kiss to the forehead but still it'd completely thrown her.
Usually it was Rue being affectionate. She didn't know how to react to this. In fact she ended up sitting at the table, staring at nothing for hours after it happened.
Shaking it off, she stood and made dinner. She made rice balls with barbeque sauce and steamed vegetables. Being bad at cooking, it was safest to stick with easy things. And this was easy and enjoyable.
Something she could live off on her own.
Tonight it'd be only her eating. But she had enough for two. She set the food on the table and placed a cup of water at her seat.
Looking around the apartment, she felt like she was forgetting something. Then it hit her.
"Silverware." She told herself while going to the drawer.
Before she got there, however, she tripped.
"Huh?" She asked herself.
Looking at what she tripped over, Rue saw the stuffed animal that Gaara had impaled… with something leaking out of it.
Rue got a large bowl and emptied the tanuki's stuffing materials into it. Dried leaved and flowers.
Being a poison specialist required a thorough knowledge of herbs. So, naturally, she recognized what it was just by the look at smell of the mix.
It was a mix of anise, rue, lavender, jasmine, roses and violets. Anise, rue, and lavender were associated with protection. Jasmine aided in getting a goodnight's sleep. Violets and roses were associated with love. Rue was flummoxed. Why would they be in her stuffed animal?
And there was something else. Something she could not identify. Finer than sand with a golden sheen. It was no plant. Rue knew that much.
Rue put the bowl on the table and lay the tanuki's hollow body with her things. Then she left and bought three large jars.
Returning quickly, she filled the jars with the plant and fleck mixture.
"What could you be?" She asked one of the jars.
She kept the jars on the table and went back to getting silverware. Rue ate slowly, wondering who'd been so worried about her that they gave her a stuffed animal of protective herbs. And what was that fine sand flecks?
The questions repeated themselves in her mind over and over.
When she finished eating she did her dishes and sat next to the door, nothing to distract her from the questions.
What was it? Who gave it to her? Why was Gaara affectionate that morning? That last one snuck up on her. Even though it was a valid question.
Groaning she stood and went to bed. She was getting flustered with herself. Like a child she flung herself across the bed.
Her body and mind begged for sleep to come. But it never did. She repositioned herself and cleared her mind. Still no sleep.
Since she was a child, Rue had problems falling asleep. She couldn't explain it. She'd be exhausted and something from within her would not let her sleep. It wasn't her mind, or her stomach, or her bowels. It was from the very center of her being.
Something deep within her was restless.